风铃一直时我有着莫名的魔力。小的时候,我就把它们视为聪明的小精灵,因为它们随风起舞,让无形无迹的风也显露了身影。这种奇妙的感觉在这段日子里越来越强烈,我从中突然悟到,其实生活中就有一些“风”一样的影子,只有用心才可以看到。在吉隆坡附近的家里,一日我突然停下手里的活,开始倾听那令人心醉的风铃声,轻轻的,仿佛是从教堂里传来的那遥远而又神圣的钟声。听着,听着,我的思 Campanula always I have inexplicable magic. When I was young, I treated them as clever elfs, as they danced in the wind, revealing the invisible wind. This fantastic feeling is getting stronger and stronger during these days. From which I suddenly realized that in fact there are some “winds” in my life that can only be seen with my heart. At a home near Kuala Lumpur, one day I suddenly stopped my hand and began to listen to the mesmerizing wind chimes, gently as if it were the distant and sacred bells coming from the church. Listen, listen, my thoughts